Love of baking rooted our friendship. Chatter and laughter flavoured it.
Until I lost my sense of smell. Where was the citrus tanginess in Jenny’s cake? The nutmeg spiciness in Annie’s pumpkin tarts?
Is it... ? Do I have... ? Wait! No fever, dry cough or extreme tiredness. No difficulty breathing. No sense of taste. Is the latter even a symptom?
My friends acknowledged they too couldn’t smell or taste besides their own desserts.
Baking continued. Sharing as well.
If only for our virtual visual presentations.